Chapter 46

CHenry is sleeping inside the pillow bed that the employees brought a few days ago. Your real dog house is worthy of a human, located below the large tree in the east garden. On the day she arrived, she only slept after almost eating all my fingers. The session of his howls stopped just when my room was invaded by employees with boxes in hand. My father thought that my acceptance of the dog also applied to all the other gifts he would have given me if he had not kept me in a psychiatric clinic for so long. I didn't complain, they were very good gifts, after all.

Of all the electronics, in addition to the camera that took instant photos, my eyes focused on a white cell phone. I caught him in such a hurry that, when I finally managed to turn him on, I no longer knew what I wanted him for so much. I searched for half an hour throughout the room in search of something I didn't remember. I begged one of the girls to show up and tell me what I had forgotten. They were stra